Savingswoman
89. Earrings

Chequek!

“I told you, don't you dare show your face in front of me sia*an.” Farel hissed sharply full of wrath, without turning his body, just looking at the moans who had entered his room.

Ricard who opened the door stiffened. The sound of shouting from his Master made the man shiver. While Raisya who was behind Ricard's body raised next to his eyebrows, and put on a flat face.

Ricard stood up clumsily. The man was seen gulping down nervous saliva to counteract his fear, in order to tell Farel who had entered his room. Raisya who saw Ricard gelagat give the man's code to be silent. With a firm step, even the sound of leg-banging that echoed Raisya walked.

Farel who heard the sound of the feet growing louder growled furiously. Quickly the man turned his body to destroy the figure who had dared to break his orders.

“You__” The hand of Farel that had been floating into the air stopped. The man's gaze was glued.

Raisya looked up, as if waiting for a slap that would land on his smooth cheek.

“Why?” ask the woman flat.

Farel nervously lowered his hand. The image that he had formed from morning seemed to disappear because of his careless actions.

“I'm sorry, I thought it was a pest that came in.” Farel lowered his head, squeaking softly with a face that had turned like a dog.

Raisya walked towards the table, her hand putting down a paper bag containing the food she had prepared from home. After that, the woman walked over to Farel.

“Hama?”

“Iya, pest.” Farel replied firmly.

“Why don't you just kill that pest from the beginning look at.” Raisya scrunched his face, staring at the look of Farel's face which looked dumbfounded with his words.

“You__ you want me to kill him?” Farel asked in a disbelief tone.

“Do not pests exist only for exterminators?” Raisya rubbed his chin gently. The beautiful face seemed to think hard.

Farel stuttered. “oh__ yes, you were right.” Farel chuckled awkwardly at the end of his sentence.

Raisya walked around Farel's luxurious room. The look in his eyes circulated, sweeping the whole meticulously. The look in his eyes stopped when he saw the earrings lying on the sofa in the corner of the room.

Raisya averted her eyes, then looked at Ricard who was still faithfully standing between the doors. Raisya quickly ordered Ricard to leave the room and not forget to close the door.

Farel was silent. Doesn't bother anything Raisya does. Even the man was silent when Raisya sat himself in his seat of greatness.

Raisya closed his eyes, inhaling a very familiar scent from the chair. However, there was a sweet scent that he caught, the scent of a woman.

Those closed green eyes quickly opened. His eyes highlighted the flat Farel who looked down.

Female earrings, and now the scent of sweet perfume? Should he be angry? Perhaps she could be said to be a labile woman, who initially refused to accept marriage, but now acted like a jealous woman.

No, he's not labile. He did all this just to assert his status, If indeed fate kept them apart, at least he parted ways with still carrying the dignity of a wife. A wife who will not stay silent when she sees her husband playing behind.

“Who came?” Raisya asked flatly. Even the woman was seen shaking her body on the chair, making her body twist slowly.

“Salsha.” Farel squeaked softly. The aura of danger was not visible at all in Farel's face, now that face only gave off a spoiled, timid, and crybaby aura.

Raisya chuckled with a flat face yet, there was sincerity in there. Seeing Farel's reaction, he held back his laughter. How could the man behave like that. Cute and disgusting in one look. Look at the face and remember the man's behavior first.

Farel who saw Raisya's reaction felt two things at once. First, he was happy. Is Raisya jealous? If so, doesn't that mean Raisya loves him. Second, he was afraid. He is afraid that Raisya misunderstands and thinks he is playing behind. Given that he has not confirmed the status of his relationship.

“Are you angry?” Farel asked slowly.

Raisya raised her eyebrows. “How should the attitude of a Wife when knowing the Husband met secretly behind her?” Raisya propped up her chin, staring at Farel flatly yet, looking seductive.

Farel swallowed nervously. “I'm sorry, but I didn't meet the woman secretly.” The man is seen approaching Raisya.

Raisya just kept quiet, seeing what the man was going to do with a flat face. However, his flat face turned into a surprised look when he saw Farel who was looking down right below him.

“What are you doing?” Raisya regressed his chair.

Farel looked up in the same position, crouching down. His brown eyes stared innocently at Raisya. “I want to apologize.”

Raisya shut her mouth in disbelief. “Why do you have to squat under me?” Raisya stood up, approached Farel and helped the man to stand up. But the man was not moved at all. The man remained squat.

“Quick standing.” Raisya pulled Farel's shoulder firmly. The woman's face looked worried.

Raisya felt anxious, if someone suddenly entered the room, then saw the position of Farel like this, then he could be sure if they would look at Farel strangely.

“I'll stand if you forgive me.” Farel persisted with his stance, breeding Raisya who had rubbed his sweaty forehead as a result of pulling his large body.

Raisya covered her tired face. The man is beyond his logic.

“Good, I will forgive you. As long as you tell me everything that happened. What is Salsha's purpose here?” Raisya looked at Farel seriously.

Farel medongak, quickly the man got up. His burly hand was embracing Raisya's waist with a sparkling face. Just telling me about Salsha's arrival, he thinks it's no big deal. However, his biggest problem at this time was the hunger that began to hit his stomach.

“Well, I will tell you everything so that my wife is not jealous anymore.” Farel said by leading Raisya to the sofa in the corner of the room.

“I'm not jealous!” Raisya spoke firmly.

Farel chuckles. Although Raisya is not jealous, now he mersa enough with Raisya's attitude. That is, Raisya is the type of woman who will take care of something that already belongs to her.

“Alright, My wife is not jealous, but my wife is strengthening her status,” Farel said in a witty tone.

Raisya was silent, refusing to answer Farel's words. As it were, what Farel said was true. He is not jealous, because there is no great love in his heart. However, he acted that way only to affirm and remind Farel that she was not an easily fooled and assertive woman.

“Sit.” Farel guided Raisya's body on the sofa. Sit that slender body with full gentleness.

Raisya just stared at Farel flat. The gentle treatment made the corner of his heart warm up, but not to make his heart jump. He had built a great wall, until that time came.

Farel went to the table, his sturdy hand reaching for the paper bag in which there was food.

Raisya stared at Farel's back flatly. He turned his eyes right next to the empty sofa. His hand grabbed the diamond earring with a ruby in the middle.

“I'm hungry.” Farel approached Raisya with his hands carrying a food box.

The man's steps came to a halt as his eyes stared at what Raisya was holding. His eyes are a little glaring.

“How will you explain it.” Raisya showed the earrings right in front of Farel's face.